Chapter 73. In the Restroom

Calla tried to shield her face with both hands, her butt aching from the hard fall when they dragged her across the wet restroom floor.

These girls had lost their minds.

The one who first insulted her had yanked her hair so hard her scalp burned, and with her friends beside her, they were spraying her with water like she was trash.

“Need to wash the stench off you, bitch!” She said, sneering, and laughed. Her friends joined her in laughing.

Her slick hair clung to her face, dripping everywhere. Her beautiful diamond dress, which she’d hoped would give her confidence tonight was ruined, soaked, and sticking to her skin. She’d tried to fight them off, kicking, twisting, clawing at their hands, but it was five against one. Every time she shoved one girl away, another pulled her back.

She tried to shout for help, but her voice was drowned out by the loud music and chatter outside the door. No one heard her and no one even tried to come in.

“Let me go,